It was only 3 am. I decided, what the hell, and got up. It’s a beautiful fog shrouded night in Burnaby…. not sure I like the implied metaphor for the start to the year, but so it goes.
My new year started early
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Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!